## Chapter 699: Restless Mood

When Seventy-Six entered the living room, four witches were sitting around the round table, distributing the food newly delivered by the servants.

"Good morning," Amy greeted her first. "Come and have breakfast. This time, besides bread, there are also fried eggs and milk! It's been a long time since I've had such a rich meal."

"Yeah," she feigned happiness and sat down next to Amy. After losing her sense of taste, food was only for satisfying the needs of the body, and the process of eating became a torment. But hundreds of years of training had allowed her to swallow these crumb-like tasteless things without changing her expression, and make corresponding praises according to the increasingly thin impression in her memory. "Mmm... this is really fragrant!"

"Right?" Amy said vaguely while chewing on the eggs, "The last time I had fried eggs was more than a year ago..."

"Don't show off after only a year!" Broken Sword protested, "I haven't eaten them in almost ten years."

"Ahem..." Annie cleared her throat. "There are still people who haven't eaten eggs since they were born."

"Who?" The three were taken aback.

"Me." Annie pointed to herself. "When I was still in the village, the neighbors next door raised a bunch of hens. I always wanted to climb in and steal an egg to taste, but the first time I tried, my dad found out and almost beat me to death with a rolling pin."

"Your father is a truly upright person," Hero admired.

"Upright?" She shrugged. "He was just afraid of being discovered by the neighbors and asked for compensation. He fed all the eggs I touched to himself and my younger brother."

The living room fell into a brief silence.

"Ahem, let's eat first," Hero said a little awkwardly.

"Pfft..." Amy was the first to laugh. "Hahaha... so that's what happened... haha..."

With the first one, the others couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Even Seventy-Six couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. These witches who struggled for survival all day long had finally found a place to live in peace. Here, she seemed to see the shadow of Taquila's prosperity.

No, it's no longer a shadow, she told herself. This place will soon become the new holy city, and the witches will surely rise again.

Because the Chosen One has appeared!

"Huh, didn't you sleep well yesterday?" Amy reached out and wiped the corner of Seventy-Six's eye. "It's all dark here."

"Ah... probably," Seventy-Six lowered her head. "I was so excited last night that I couldn't fall asleep."

Although only one or two hours of deep sleep is enough to restore her spirit, it does not mean that she can stay awake all day. Overuse of the soul will still manifest in the body. For them, this is the biggest taboo. After all, the body can be replaced if it is damaged or aged, but the damage to the soul is permanent.

But how could she fall asleep! Or rather, she didn't want to fall into dark hibernation at all. Seventy-Six was afraid that everything was a dream, and when she woke up, the Chosen One would disappear without a trace.

What she needs to do most now is to find out who owns that orange light, and to contact Pasha.

However, this is not an easy task.

According to Wendy, most of the sisters live in the witch building in the castle district. She is not a witch, so she can't sneak into the castle by joining the alliance. The only thing she can rely on is perhaps these wolves' heart witches.

Of course, she could also take a risk and sneak in alone to identify the Chosen One one by one. But the latter is definitely not a good choice. It is not certain whether the Chosen One will listen to her. Just the green-haired witch with the ability to see through is difficult enough to deal with. Seventy-Six doesn't think it is possible to take the Chosen One all the way back to the Maze Ruins under the pursuit of other combat witches. The God's Punishment Army is indeed the natural enemy of the witches, but it is not invincible.

In addition, the strength of the local lord is also worthy of vigilance. Being able to defeat Falling Star City, which has a large number of God's Punishment Army, is a kind of deterrent in itself.

They have lost the foundation of reproduction. Even if they defeat the devils, they must rely on the power of mortals to strengthen themselves, so dealing with the Four Kingdoms is a matter of time, and Pasha is absolutely right about this.

Unless absolutely necessary, Taquila should not antagonize the Kingdom of Graycastle.

Of course, if the king wants to pohài the Chosen One, then there is no choice. Even if it costs her life, she must protect this person of destiny who can dominate the Battle of Divine Will.

"Why don't you sleep for a while later?" Amy covered her mouth and smiled. "The servant said that lunch and dinner will be delivered on time. We don't have to go out to beg for food all day like before."

"It's okay, NanaWawa xiaojie has completely healed me," Seventy-Six first patted her chest to show that she was full of energy, and then showed a hesitant look, "Wendy is going to take you to visit Neverwinter City later, right? I don't want to... be here alone."

"Then come with us," Amy replied immediately.

"But..."

"There's nothing to worry about. It's just strolling around the streets. One more person can take turns carrying Hero."

"That's right," Broken Sword echoed, "I don't really like the feeling of being alone in the house either."

"Then I'll trouble you," Hero smiled at Seventy-Six.

Annie was much calmer, "Don't worry, I'll mention it to Wendy."

"Tha-thank you..." Seventy-Six lowered her head deeply.

It has to be said that she has fallen in love with these younger generations. Even if none of them can be called combat witches, after more than four hundred years of transition from prosperity to decline, and living deep in the cave without seeing the dawn, the survivors of the Union have gradually changed their minds.

However, the imagined event of changing people to carry Hero did not materialize.

When Wendy came over, she also brought a very delicate wheelchair.

"You can move forward and backward by pushing the wheel, and you can change direction by rotating the single wheel," she personally demonstrated, "It was made overnight by Anna and Soraya. With this, Hero can also move freely within a small range."

Hearing Anna's name, Seventy-Six couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't that the high-level awakened person claimed by NanaWawa? They would do this for an ordinary witch who lost her legs?

"Thank you... Your Excellency," Hero's voice was a little choked.

"You're welcome, just treat Neverwinter City as your own home," Wendy said softly, "I said, the witches here are all your sisters."

While Hero was experiencing the wheelchair, Annie made Seventy-Six's request to the person in charge of the alliance.

What made Seventy-Six's heart skip a beat was that Wendy didn't agree quickly, but turned to look at her twice, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly, "Well, one more person won't hurt."

For some reason, a trace of unease suddenly welled up in her heart.

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